November 26, 2012

Cows and Comfort


For some reason, I love cows...from a distance.  Something about them remind me of home and comfort and familiarity and peace.  And (because I don't have to raise them) I appreciate them for being beautiful furry beasts.  Something about how they look my way when I walk up close to fence makes me feel like we are friends.  On the road to my folk's house, there is a pasture filled with them.  Black, brown and spotted the cows are always there....and in the spring so are the calves! But for now, they are calf-free little cows and bulls roaming around.

Aren't they peaceful?


Also, can you guess how freezing my fingers were snapping these photos?  Answer...quite.


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